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Taking care to keep enough space between herself and the flames racing along the floor, Wessex continues to give the Longheat God a decent berth, though now that he’s at the cube and basin, she longs to examine it more closely. From here, however, all she can do is train her upgrade on it and see if there’s anything she’s missed before, because blood offerings?! Holy. Shit. It is above and beyond any lore she’d heard thus far.
Excited, the Wraith repeats, “Blood offerings? To who?” Giving Tanau room to continue his story (and Gods, she hopes there’s more to it), her mind is already trying to figure out which deity might have required such a thing. Mort is always spoken of as if he’s this incredibly benevolent being. Could be Vi… she doesn’t know much about the God of Life, but if he was enough to turn Noah and Amalia into utter cunts, then she can imagine he might be the kind of god to demand literal life from his worshippers.
Excited, the Wraith repeats, “Blood offerings? To who?” Giving Tanau room to continue his story (and Gods, she hopes there’s more to it), her mind is already trying to figure out which deity might have required such a thing. Mort is always spoken of as if he’s this incredibly benevolent being. Could be Vi… she doesn’t know much about the God of Life, but if he was enough to turn Noah and Amalia into utter cunts, then she can imagine he might be the kind of god to demand literal life from his worshippers.
WESSEX
